Melencoly

Is it me? Is it real?

The feelings that I feel…

never seem to match 

the world around me.

 

What if I’m lost in time,

wrapped up in some sublime 

cosmic poet’s next attempt 

at melancholy?

 

I don’t ever feel at home,

most times would rather be alone. 

I’m broken, yeah I know

cuz I don’t change things. 

 

Maybe I’m just out of place,

running long in the wrong race,

or maybe I’m no good

at understanding. 

 

But what if the way I feel

though I’m told, “it isn’t real”,

is tied to something more 

than what we see?

 

What if the lives we live

and the efforts that we give

are based upon a script

that’s cockamamie?

 

Then who’s right and who is wrong?

Guess I’ll simply play along

and do the best I can 

with how I feel. 

 

And I guess we’ll wait and see 

how this all turns out to be, 

when we finally learn…

just what is real.

Reviews

[Poetic Beauty]

It gets daunting when feeling out of place and melancholy seeps and settles I long term without permission.

There are many lines in this poem I enjoyed reading and that really relate to how melancholy people feel and think inside

[Anita Frader]

Enjoyed,. Definitely has that lyrical flow.

[Jeff Bresee]

I have not turned this into a song yet. It is one of my more recent writes, so in time I probably will. If you want to hear the poems we have turned to song so far, look up Weathered Pages online of via any of the music streaming channels under the band name "Weathered Pages"

[Davidgeo]

Have you turned this into a song yet? I read your bio and this is the first thing I read. It was interesting trying to picture what kind of musician you are while I was reading this. At the moment you are like Al Jourgensen from Ministry singing this poem with very heavy music in the background.